The Fame

Breaks like glass<br>But not in your hand<br>They`ll shoot you down<br>Right where you stand<br>And it don`t care for what you wear<br>Or which way you might sway<br>It calls you up<br>But not on the phone<br>And they will drag you from your throne <br><br>And you may laugh while you sit there<br>Sipping your champagne<br>And they all laugh at your despair<br>Sniffing your cocaine<br>I`m a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce<br>And I`m howling at the moon<br>Is my happening to deafening<br>For you?<br>For you? <br><br>It`s maybe The Fame<br>It`s walked out on your name<br>It`s sees you crying<br>Never did explain<br>Am I the name<br>Blowing through you<br>Like a hurricane <br><br>It`s a shame<br>It`s a shame<br>It`s a shame <br><br>It will not fall<br>Not from the sky<br>And it don`t eat no humble pie<br>And you may have your quiet life<br>But I bet you don`t know why<br>It makes you a mess<br>You didn`t believe<br>You still don`t know what makes me breathe <br><br>And you may laugh while sitting there<br>Sipping your champagne<br>And they all laugh at your despair<br>Sniffing your cocaine<br>I`m a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce<br>And I`m howling at the moon<br>Is this happening to deafening<br>For you?<br>For you? <br><br>It`s maybe The Fame<br>It`s walked out on your name<br>It`s sees you crying<br>Never did explain<br>Am I the name<br>Blowing through you<br>Like a hurricane <br><br>It`s a shame<br>It`s a shame<br>It`s a shame <br><br>It`s maybe The Fame<br>It`s walked out on your name<br>It`s sees you crying<br>Never did explain<br>Am I the name<br>Blowing through you<br>Like a hurricane <br><br>And I`ve walked out on your name<br>It sees you cry<br>Up from the sky<br>You never did explain<br>Why I`m still<br>Blowing through you<br>Like a hurricane